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Текст: Digital Underground. Who Got The Gravy?. Cyber Teeth Tigers.

Yeah, aiyyo Kris, tell 'em whassup though

Yo, yo, yo, one, two
Coming atcha live and direct
(That's right)
Digital Underground kid
You know whassup, hah

Aiyyo, Kris is chillin', Shock G's chillin'
What more can we say about the villains?
The real killers chillin' in the White
I mean the Not Right House
Want me to be they lab white mouse

The smile of seedy greedies, deprivin' the needy, breakin treaties
Overseas whylin while they profilin' on the TV's
Some of em cool though, see I like that nigga Bill
Hittin' everything in town and he got that smile down
Now let's break down the meaning of a smile

Is it happiness and blissfulness? Well' let's go down the list
You got the 'Real deal for real, real' smile
You got the 'Phony they don't know me let me have my feel' smile

The 'Dumb embarrassed smile
The 'Ooh, she look delicious, sure that girl is lavish' smile
Then you got the 'Shake your head, naah black
That shit was wack' smile

The 'Across the bar, yeah, it's cool
We can hit the sack' smile
The 'Crack" smile, the "Caught in the act" smile
The "Over my shoulder caught you scheamin' on me
Delayed react" smile

The smile you're really glad to see when it comes round
The spot's hot, they got you boxed in, it's 'bout to go down
You glance back, your man who packs that
Once in a while gives you the
'Oh, I'm strapped, do your thing, baby I got your back' smile

Smiling faces sometimes pretend to be your friend
Smiling faces show no traces of the evil, that lurks within

Whaddya think I joke?
(Nope)
Whaddya think I sniff coke?
(Dope)

Me a Wild T'ing, like Tone Loc, you betta be go
When the sound clash erupt, rev up
Step up to the cut, 'Wassup?'
I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up

You know what? I'ma go nut
And you know what? Yeah, so what?
It's the regular, when you check for the one that perfected the
Smiling face, people posing as your equal

Knowin' they wanna beat you defeat you and eat you
But they greet you with peace and love
Not with the beast but the dove, not beneath but above
Now the cheek, give a hug, snug

No grudge, til' you turn your back and learn the facts
It's called learn the truth, the tree is only known by it's fruits
These smiling faces in many places, sometimes they racist
Sometimes they sexist, sometimes they want your Lexus

Sometimes they be your family members remember
'Oh no, not my lady, oh no, not my fellow'
With them you thought you'd never ever sever
But they was two faced and headless

With a whole 'nother agenda but clever to say whatever
Forever, let me make this relationship better
If you're real, stay real, be real
The truth, we got to treasure, not these

Smiling faces sometimes pretend to be your friend
(They know they phony)
Smiling faces show no traces of the evil that lurks within
(They may be lurkin')

You know whassup, hah, KRS-One, Shock Jigga
(That's me, baby)
Ha ha, word
(Yo, just let the beat breeze)

C'mon
(Uhh)
Uhh, uhh, wooh
C'mon

Yeah, 'cause they be lurkin'
Never trust a big butt and a smile, baby
Yo Kris, that's peace baby
Uh huh

(They know the deal)
(A smile ain't nothin' but an upside down frown)
Word
(Never trust a big butt and a smile)
Uh huh